Chapter 27
~ Franklin ~
After work, I decided to head to Bella's apartment.
I needed to see her, to just exist in a space that wasn't stifled by corporate politics or the hollow silence of my own home.
I was exhausted, and Bella was the only person who knew how to strip that weight away.
"Seeing how you look, work must have been hectic today," Bella said softly after we shared a lingering kiss at the door.
"You have no idea," I sighed, collapsing onto her velvet couch. Her loft wasn't far from the subway station; I could hear the faint, rhythmic rumble of the trains and the distant, mournful honk of a horn.
"How was your day at work?" I asked, pulling her down beside me.
"Good. Meetings here and there," she shrugged.
"Let's order pizza for dinner. I'm too tired to even think about cooking." She suggested.
"Sure," I agreed with a tired nod.
I reached into my suit jacket, pulled out my black express unlimited debit card, and handed it to her.
"Dinner is on me."
